Containment

After we extricated ourselves, we took the time to examine the avatar. It was not construction equipment at all. It had three arms. Two small and one large, and the large one had eight smaller grippers arranged around it. It was specifically designed to restrain us, we three in particular, and deliver it's message. And now it was dead.

Leaving the starship was more awkward than entering it had been. The crew clearly had no information about what had happened, and were visibly both curious and frightened. We said nothing.

We went back to our ship without incident, and left. I kept on expecting to be destroyed. I'm still expecting it. We're only a five hours out and probably still within range if the starship decided to give chase. But why does a thing like that decide to do anything?

Indigo has spent the last five hours on the net with the Eyripsis. From the voice snippets and previous conversations we've had, she's trying to defend her pet project of walling off Human controlled space, but she's losing.